Robert's pov)
His alarm rang startling him. He turned to his side to turn it off before spending a few moments lying down and trying to shake off the drowsiness.
Emma stirred in his arms causing him to look down. He's loving his new normal, waking up to breakfast being made by the woman he loves, making dinner by himself for them in the evenings, spending quality time talking and laughing, facing whatever came their way today, and in the end, falling asleep in each other's arms.
It was 5:00 am, and the sun was barely peeking above the horizon, it filtered in through a slant space in between the curtains bathing Emma in its golden light.
Ethereal… he thought.
That was the only word that could describe the woman in his arms. Once he had enough of his daily dose of Emma's sleeping form,
